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Post by twilightsshadow on Apr 20, 2009 21:01:29 GMT -5
Daemon counted down the minutes in his head. He stood still, making sure he wouldn't move. He knew full well that she would take advantage of this and strike at him with everything she had. What he didn't know was how she was going to attack. In his case, he would use a Cero and blow his opponents head off.
"Come."
He said calmly and cooly yet with a hint of evil in his voice. She then charged at him, her three tails whipping at him with all her might. He stood strong, the Cero Espada, waiting for the attack to land. The hit was solid, one tail hitting his face while the other two struck at the ribs. The attack caused Daemon's head to move down slightly, his long purple hair falling to cover his face. Once the attack was over, she would that again, his Hierro had not a scratch on it. He turned to face her again, a smirk on his face.
"Is that it? Do you see now Octava Espada? Just how powerless you are compared to me?"
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Post by Admin on Apr 20, 2009 21:04:28 GMT -5
"Ngneh." She tried again, this time aiming for his face with all three.
'Can't let that jerk beat me...'
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Post by twilightsshadow on Apr 20, 2009 21:09:27 GMT -5
Daemon stood still, still counting down the minutes until he would unleash his own offensive. She came for another attack, this time aiming all three of her tails at his face. She figured the Hierro on his face was weaker then the Hierro on the rest of his body, whether this was true they would find out.
The tails soon came crashing into his face and his face was hit to the side, his hair flying left until resting again in front of his face. He then lifted his face to meet hers, again, not a scratch on his Hierro. It was known, that Daemon had the strongest Hierro out of any Espada past or present, even stronger then Nnoitra's. He gave her a solomn look, a grim smirk on his face.
"Just don't get it do ya?"
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Post by Admin on Apr 20, 2009 22:00:33 GMT -5
She tensed, then relaxed.
'It's impossible...Why Try...'
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Post by twilightsshadow on Apr 21, 2009 0:37:34 GMT -5
Daemon let out a dark laugh as the Octava Espada gave in. Her five minutes were up as well, and it seemed she finally understood that she could not even hope to defeat an Espada 8 ranks ahead of her. The gap between thier power was as vast as the ocean. He walked over to his sword, picking it up and bringing the blade to her throat.
"Understand it now? You trying to defeat me is as hopeless as a dog trying to fly. The diffrence in our power is as vast as the night sky... Now Die, Octava Espada!"
He said, swinging his sword to take her head off. Suddenly, another Arrancar appeared, grabbing Daemon's hand and stopping the blade. It was the Sexta Espada, Skeith Hellebore. Daemon gave Skeith an annoyed look before Skeith spoke.
"That's enough Daemon. I believe you've proved your point, and I don't believe Aizen would be happy to hear you've thinned our already small ranks by one."
He said in a calm voice. Daemon just smirked at him and removed his sword, strapping it onto his back before using Sonido to leave. Skeith looked back at Desporo, a grim look on his face.
"It was foolish to challenge the Cero Espada... Your lucky I came along when I did."
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Post by Admin on Apr 24, 2009 22:21:44 GMT -5
She re-sheathed her shortsword and zanpaktou. Desparo, wiping the blood from her cheek, knew Skeith was probablby right, tho she wouldn't readily admit that. The octava espada nodded her head in brief thanks before leaving as well. After a fight like that she just wanted to relax and get her mind off things in her normal way.
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